The Noble Tyrese Ross

The Noble

Man shall know power through the existence of nature. In harmony you hear the voice of God.

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Chapter 1

The Pope cried when he touched my hands and told me "your water to a see of fish". Look me in the eyes of those children fear love not evil in the roots of man. I'm a serpent to a dragon whispering melodies to the God's. Potent venom of my blood poured into the violet vines of elixir to be sipped by the wellborn in the Vatican while I eat my last meal in Eaden. The mind is a beautiful fruit.

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